Pirates: I am Sukuna, killing people indiscriminately

"Oh, he is Brother Fan Yunfei, and this is his wife Sister Li Xueyang, they are..." Wang Quan Wumu simply explained to the human cultivators present how he and Fan Yunfei met, and then solemnly told everyone present that Fan Yunfei was a good monster and his friend.

As soon as Wang Quan Wumu finished speaking, a cultivator from the human race angrily refuted loudly:

"Wang Quan Wu Mu, stop talking nonsense here. There are no good monsters in this world. You..."

However, before the cultivator could finish his words, his friend stopped him and whispered in his ear: "Now is the moment of life and death for our human race. As long as we can repel the North Mountain Demon Emperor, whether what Wang Quan Wumu said is true or not, we can discuss it later!"

"Haha... Brother, you've seen it too! These despicable humans just want to use you to kill each other with the dragon brothers over there! It's impossible for monsters and humans to become friends!"

"Now listen to me. Let's go and join the dragon brother over there who has liberated all the monsters in Beishan. By then, with the strength of you and that dragon brother, you will definitely be able to restore the glory of the dragon clan!" Fu Hai once again gave Fan Yunfei earnest advice.

"No... not... like what you said, humans... humans and monsters... can... not only be friends... but... can also... hehe..." At this point, Fan Yunfei glanced at Li Xueyang beside him and smiled foolishly, then said to Fu Hai in a serious tone: "Besides... I... I believe Situ, no, Wang Quan... brother... we are friends!"

"Alas! Why don't you just believe that our human race is despicable and untrustworthy?!" Fu Hai sighed unwillingly.

"Brother Fan, I will not let you down!" Wang Quan Wumu said solemnly to Fan Yunfei.

"Yeah!" Fan Yunfei nodded.

They had been through so many things together. Although Wang Quan Wumu had hidden his last name from him, there was a reason for it. Therefore, Fan Yunfei still recognized Wang Quan Wumu as a friend and believed that he would not deliberately harm him.

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"Your Majesty, the young boy with a mole at the corner of his eye is the legendary genius Wang Quan Wumu among the human race. It is said that his strength at such a young age is comparable to that of many heads of cultivator families, and his talent can be said to be the strongest in the history of the human race!" Xiyi flew out of the carriage, flew to Xuanming's side, pointed at Wang Quan Wumu and introduced him.

"Hmm!" Xuan Ming nodded. When Wang Quan Wumu and others arrived just now, Xuan Ming used his perception ability to scan them. Despite his young age, his aura was not weaker than Wang Quan Jingxing. What's more rare is that his aura is mellow and natural, not as complicated as Wang Quan Jingxing's.

However, although Wang Quan Wu Mu is good, Xuan Ming's attention is more focused on the sand fox Fan Yunfei. In Xuan Ming's perception, the aura and demonic power on Fan Yunfei are the strongest among the monsters he has encountered so far.

Although it feels very similar to the dragon power in Wang Quan Jingxing, it is not complicated and feels as natural as its own power.

Seeing that Xuanming seemed to be more interested in Fan Yunfei, Xiyi pointed at Fan Yunfei and introduced him to Xuanming: "Your Majesty, this sand fox that is mixed with the human race should be the prince of the Western Region, Fan Yunfei." At this point, Xiyi paused, and continued with a puzzled look: "But I haven't heard that he has such terrifying demonic power!"

"Fan Yunfei, you are also a member of my demon race. Why do you want to mix with the human race? Have you joined the human camp and betrayed the demon race?" Reverend Beishan asked Fan Yunfei loudly.

"The human race and the demon race shouldn't be like this. We are all living creatures on the same land and should understand each other!" Fan Yunfei looked determined and did not stutter when he said this because this was what he firmly believed in his heart.

"You, simply..."

"Back off!" Xuan Ming's order interrupted Reverend Beishan who was about to continue speaking.

"Yes..." Reverend Beishan looked at Fan Yunfei unwillingly, but still did not dare to disobey Xuanming's order and retreated obediently.

"Fan Yunfei, right? With such level of demonic energy, you must be very strong!" Xuan Ming looked at Fan Yunfei and said.

“Um…” Fan Yunfei, who had a low EQ and didn’t know how to answer, heard that Xuanming’s words seemed to be a compliment, so he opened his mouth to thank him: “Thank you for the compliment.”

"..."

There was a brief silence in the field. Fan Yunfei looked at Li Xueyang beside him and asked with a slight stutter: "I...Is there anything wrong with what I said?"

"This..." Li Xueyang didn't know how to explain to her husband Fan Yunfei.

"Okay, since you are here to stop me, then stop saying unnecessary nonsense. Now let me see if you have the ability to do so!!"

Xuan Ming, who was already impatient, widened his eyes suddenly!

Om-! ! !

A heart-pounding aura suddenly burst out from Xuan Ming. This aura seemed to come from the depths of hell, cold, dark, and filled with endless pressure.

Then, the terrifying Overlord Color, with Xuanming as the center, poured out in all directions like a surging torrent. In the blink of an eye, a huge black and red light film appeared in front of everyone. This light film carried violent thunder and airflow, as if it was going to swallow up the whole world.

In front of this indescribably powerful domineering aura, those with relatively weak strength and will had no power to resist at all. They only felt that their souls were hit hard by a heavy hammer, and they foamed at the mouth and fainted.

As for those who did not faint, the situation was not much better. Under the continuous impact of the Mysterious Dark Overlord Color, they felt that their limbs became extremely stiff, as if they were completely out of control; their chests felt like being pressed by a huge rock, making it difficult to breathe; their heads felt extremely heavy, as if a thousand-pound burden was pressing on them, and their thinking became extremely dull.

"What... is this? Is it the might of a dragon? How can it be so terrifying! I can't even move!" The human cultivators put their hands in front of their bodies to resist the impact of the fierce airflow of the domineering color, and asked in disbelief.

“No! This shouldn’t be dragon power! It should be a kind of mental will suppression, but it manifests itself very similar to dragon power!” Fu Hai explained slowly.

As a dragon demon who was determined to restore the glory of the dragon clan, Fu Hai had naturally collected and read a lot of literature and records about the dragon clan, and naturally he had some understanding of what the real dragon power looked like.

The real power of a true dragon is actually a kind of blood oppression exerted by one's own high status on low-level life forms.

“Drink~”